Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 90

Hannah cooked up some drama in her head, and Cornelia didn’t know how to explain it to her, so she decided not to

Just now, her stomach feht upset, like she was going to puke, because she accidentally ate a snack with peanut butter in it

She had been allergic to peanuts since she was a kid, and she couldnt touch any food with peanuts in it.

But luckily, there wasn’t a lot of peanut butter in the snack, so her allergic reaction wasn’t severe

Cornelia had a glass of water, and her stomach quickly felt better.

Worried, Hannah said, “Cornelia, maybe we should go to the hospital”

Cornelia smiled, “Chill out, I’m fine Don’t worry about me.”

Hannah still wasn’t reassured, “Then let’s take you home.”

Before Cornelia could refuse, Steven stopped Hannah, There are so many paparazzi outside, how can you take her home? It’s safer for Ms. Stewart to go home by herself.”

“President Dixon is right, so I leave first.” Cornelia liked Hannah, but she didn’t want to have too much contact with her.

Hannah was a big star, the wife of the Dixon Group’s president Steven, and a friend of Marcus, while she, Cornelia, was just Marcus’s assistant. They were completely from two differer

worlds

They shouldnt have any intersection and couldn’t possibly become friends.

Hannah watched Cornelia leave, then turned and punched Steven, “Steven, you not only interrupted my date with Cornelia but also didn’t let me take her home. Are you trying to piss m on purpose?” NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

“If you take Cornelia home, then Marcus can’t take her home.” Steven grabbed her hand, gently kissed it, “Give Marcus a chance.

Hannah knew what Steven was thinking, “Cornelia is already married, and maybe even pregnant.”

“So what?” Steven sneered, lowered his head, and gently bit her earlobe, “As long as Marcus likes her, how can she escape from his palm?”

Hannah shuddered all over, and memories of the past came flooding back into her mind.

She should know better than anyone, that when these rich and powerful men desired something, ordinary girls like them could never escape their control.

Steven hugged her, “I’m hungry. Let’s go back to the hotel for a late–night snack.”

Hannah hid the desolation in her eyes, scolding him playfully, “You pervert!”

Cornelia checked the time and decided to visit her grandma in the hospital on her way home.

She went to the side of the road, ready to hail a cab, when a luxury car slowly drove up and stopped beside her.

Marcus, sitting in the back seat, rolled down the window, “Get in, I’ll take you home on my way.”

He sat in the car, with no lights on inside. The streetlights shone on him, his handsome features vaguely visible to Cornelia.

In the dim light, his face looked so good that it seemed unreal.

A man being this handsome was really troublesome.

“President Hartley, I can go home by myself.” After work, Cornelia didn’t want to get too close to this troublesome man, so as not to leave a bad impression on others